Chapter 9

Bai sang hurriedly looked left and right and wanted to call the housekeeper downstairs.

Linmo stopped her action, and his low voice was a little hoarse: "it's OK. Just help me back to my room."

Bai sang thought that he didn't like others to touch his body. Many injuries in the plot were handled by himself.

Linmo's room is very close to her room. He holds him to the room. Bai sang turns on the light and holds him to the bed.

This is the first time Bai sang came to his room and saw the decoration inside. He was stunned.

In addition to a bed, there was a table against the wall, and there was a wardrobe left, which looked very empty, cold and lonely.

Bai sang took back his eyes, looked at the man leaning against the bed, walked over and said, "I, I'll get the medicine box."

Afraid to make eye contact with him, Bai sang hurried away.

Lin Mo's eyebrow angle was slightly provoked. The injury behind him was nothing. At worst, it was just a few broken bones.

Bai Lin won't really kill him. He still has use value, so he hasn't died so soon today.

To his surprise, Bai sang would come in to save him.

Lin Mo suddenly chuckled, raised his finger and rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't know what he was laughing at.

When Bai sang came back, he saw him close his eyes and meditate.

She thought Lin Mo was asleep, slowed down, put the medicine box on the bed, sat on one side, and carefully tried to untie his coat.

At the moment she sat down, Lin Mo opened his eyes and asked faintly, "Miss, what are you going to do?"

Bai sang replied seriously, "I'll treat your wound."

If the wound is not treated, it must be infected with fever at night.

Lin Mo glanced at him. "Can you?"

Bai sang lowered his eyebrows and eyes and thought of an important question.

Can she handle the wound?

The answer is obvious, she won't.

Bai sang smiled, his soft long black hair scattered in front, his dark hair shining in the light, and his voice was low: "I, I don't seem to be able to."

Lin Mo stops talking, opens the medicine box next to her, takes off his coat and deals with the injury behind him.

The action was skillful and straightforward, and soon wrapped the gauze.

Bai sang looked stunned. This dressing technique is better than the doctors in the hospital.

Has he ever been a doctor?

Even Bai sang didn't find it, and the idea in his heart unconsciously spoke out.

When she reacts, Lin Mo replies, "I used to get hurt a lot. I handled it myself."

Bai sang looked slightly stunned and thought of the plot.

Lin Mo had a miserable life in the early stage. He often experienced dangerous moments. Every time he was in danger, he would be seriously injured.

In that underground killer organization, the top will not care about your life and death, so every danger depends on him.

Bai sang apologized: "I'm sorry."

In the plot, except for the main plot, other small things have been taken in one stroke. For example, Lin Mo has not had a very detailed paragraph in the past few years when he has been lurking in the Bai family.

She didn't expect that Bai Fu would punish Lin Mo for her own sake.

Mingming's high fever yesterday has nothing to do with Linmo.

Lin Mo's indifferent black eyes reflected her face, "you saved me."

It can be seen that Bai sang is afraid of her father.

At the thought of Bai sang holding back his fear and insisting on asking her father to let him go, the position of Lin Mo's heart seemed to tear a hole and something went in.

Bai sang heard the sound and waved his hand anxiously to explain: "if it weren't for me, you wouldn't get hurt."

Lin Mo: "that's different."

Bai Sang was stunned.

What's different?